"LAUNDRY DAY"
this story was inspired by reading "Voice Mail"
Damn it.. does anyone hate doing laundry as much as I do? What a waste of productive time. And does everyone forget or lose an article of clothing like I do all the time? They should put a little light in those damn machines so you can be sure you got everything out.
Just when I think I can relax with a good book don't I realize I left behind one of my favourite pairs of black panties down in that basement laundry room.. either that or the machine ate them. Argh.. this means getting dressed again too.. screw it.. I'll run down like I am. I am covered. Just a big t-shirt and panties but it covers my ass. What the hell, it is a bit on the late side and doubt anyone will be around anyway.
I toss my book on the bed, put my coffee in the microwave to reheat when I get back and grab my keys. I want my panties! :-) I grab the elevator and off I go.. into the bowels of the basement.
The elevator door opens.. I can hear the dryers going. Damn.. I honestly thought it would be empty. My bare feet pitter-patter on the cool concrete. Refreshing as it is hot down here. This place must have been busy today.
As I approach the doorway I see a man there. I stop dead in my tracks as I can't believe what I'm seeing. There he is.. in all his glory. His back is somewhat to me but the angle he is standing at gives me a very good view. Standing there in nothing but his shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and with his hard cock in his hand!!! And there are my panties.. on top of one of the dryers!
I'm captivated.. who is this man? I've never seen him from what I can tell but boy am I getting a good look at him now. Mmmm he looks delicious. Nice ass too. Just gotta love a nice firm ass on a man. What a wonder to play with ? Thoughts start to creep into my mind as I stand silently in the doorway watching him.
He is in his own little world there. I watch as he strokes his hard cock. I can’t see but am wondering if he is starting to drip those great little drops of precum. I lick my lips. Another moistness begins. This one between my legs. Oh damn.. he has stopped.. maybe he senses me there? Wait.. no.. he is looking at my panties! If he does sense me he is ignoring me. I watch in amazement as he reaches for them.
Holding his rock hard cock in his one hand he brings my black panties over with the other and wraps them around his cock. I am captivated and realize my hand has inched up my t-shirt and is sliding into my panties.
I am wet.. so wet.. Watching him just beating off was turn on enough but now with my panties wrapped around his cock it is almost too much. I slide a finger in between my wet lips and begin to run it up and down.. glazing over my hot hole and up to my clit and back. With each of my own strokes I get wetter and wetter. I feel that wonderful feeling of a building orgasm in the pit of my gut.
He can’t be aware of me. His eyes are closed and there is such a look of pleasure on his face as he strokes his cock faster and faster with my panties wrapped around them. I can hear his breathing even at this point or is it just my imagination due to my heightened senses?
Thoughts are running rampant through my mind as I push two of my fingers deep into me and start to stroke myself. My clit is hard, and erect and is begging for attention too. I look at that delicious cock.. wonder what it tastes like.. what it feels like sliding deep into me.. My panties are soaked with my juices..
I can’t stand it any longer and need to cum. My fingers slid out of my hot depths and I push hard against my clit. Rubbing it.. moving it in fast circles. I swear it is getting harder if that is at all possible. Watching him is such a turn on and by the expression on his face now and the speed he is beating his dick it is apparent he is going to cum soon.
My thoughts move along fast.. watching him.. thinking of being discovered.. put on the dryer his hand spreading my legs and pulling them up to his shoulders. The feeling as he reaches me and pushes inside me in one long hard push. Filling me to capacity till I feel him at the top of me.
He lets out a moan and as I watch and play with myself he cums. God.. what a load.. and all over my panties! This prompts my fantasy to build. I’m about to cum. I think of him pulling out of me, flipping me over onto my stomach on the dryer and once again spreading my legs. His cock dripping with my juices.. very wet.. and ready.. I fantasize about him spreading the cheeks of my ass and feeling the head of his cock take aim. The sensation of him filling my ass and pumping it like my pussy.
All of a sudden I cum with almost a violent spasm.. my knees buckle a bit and I lean against the doorway, my hand still in my soaking wet panties, my finger still making slower circles on my clit as my orgasm waves through my body
an involuntary gasp passes my lips... he turns his head.....
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